The Fish King suddenly flicked its tail, and with that momentum, its massive body surged forward, squeezing through the torn net, darting into the water. Within seconds, it surfaced not far away, still in that leisurely bubble-blowing posture, as if the previous struggle was just done casually.
"Damn, what the hell is this thing?"
Jiang Chuan uncharacteristically swore, looking at the fishing net in his hand with a big hole, it wasn't hard to imagine that if it bit into a person, it could probably snap their bones directly.
"After more than twenty years of fishing bans, it's not surprising to see such a giant grow in this river."
Cheng Ye disposed of the black and white stripes on the second net, his eyes sweeping over Jiang Chuan's torn net, shaking his head, "Let's not worry about the Fish King for now. Let's catch more ordinary fish to take back. I just happen to need some for research."
"Alright!"
